Best Stinginess Poems
Dreams become nightmares
When one sleeps through life
To be awake is to be aware
Nonviolence is a tougher fight
The brain is a filter
And the heart is a storehouse
Stealing and Stinginess
Will lead to the poorhouse
Never abandon belief
It's stamina for your actions
The right combination of love and hate
Is equivalent to compassion
Diligence trumps intelligence
So never be too proud
Let the work itself be the gift
And bonuses are sure to come around
Categories:
stinginess, caregiving, inspirational,
Form:
Pastoral
*Image of Free Smiling by Pixabay.
stinginess smiles
eye caught mixed blooms
hues and scents seize senses~~
set yourself free
2022 February 19
Categories:
stinginess, appreciation, happiness, imagery, nature,
Form:
Haiku
We are each a spring of therapeutic kindness
and pathological unkindness
emerging from and toward a rising river of time,
flowing down deep through universal oceanic absorption,
ebbing back upriver's EarthBound regeneration
back through time
leaping to confluently touch healthy integrity
if only for a timeless golden moment
Rapturous waterfall of time's compassion
sweeping back and forth
across Earth's ecoconscious eyes,
radiantly elational
swirling smiling joy
in love enjoying OtherPresence
CoPresent.
Kind and unkind communications
among collegial parasitic ecotherapists
often unequal in power over potential futures,
produce both generosity and stinginess of empathy
Which responses ego-consciousness invites
as appropriately proportional
are transactions between mutual time-flow mentors
of gratitude and unforegiveness.
River's Way,
paying love surging forward
and fear ebbing backward,
co-invests our human natured
Business as Fluidly Usual
Water's EarthConscious Way
always prefers co-gravitating
polycultural therapy,
rather than swamps of decay
seeping monoculture's stinky toxins,
ebbing lack of flowing love
as healthy nature's
effulgent spirit spring.
Categories:
stinginess, integrity, joy, love, nature,
Form:
Parallelismus Membrorum
Last year I was forced to shoot my Great Dane.
Killing my dog has brought about a great deal of pain.
Before he got the rabies, he was friendly and had a lot of vigor.
My heart shriveled up in my chest when I pulled the trigger.
I especially feel bad because I was too cheap to pay for a rabies shot.
Because of my irresponsibility and stinginess, I sure am hurting a lot.
If you own a pet, please consider what you may have to lose.
Please get your pet his or her shots or you may wind up in my shoes.
(THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.)
Categories:
stinginess, animals, petsmay,
Form:
Rhyme
speak softly soothe skeptical soldiers.
solicit sages solemn solace sombre soliloqy.
silence sinister speakers speaking
spiritless slogans spiting spightful signs
sift spontaneous sincerity signaling sooth
switch stuborn stupidities superflious supplications
supply superior supplications seeking Soverigns succor
search subtle subversion spreading such syphilis
silently subvert singularly subtle saboters
stimulate stern stewartship, stifle stinginess
spurn squawkers spurious spouting
stymie stylish subdivisions
sing songs signifying single sole solidarity
stupendously swing swift swords
stand strong stoic stern stealth
show splindors spiritual side
send special supremacys silver sight
such suitable sufficent spontanious souls
sow signals sought selflessly since salvation
savor Saviors salutory silence
seek sanctuary since sacrifice
so sacred so sadistic
saith saints suffering sagas
save sordid self searching sealed soul
sence sensation salvation shores
shun satans six six six
smell smoldering sinners smitten
solitify salvation seeing single source
Categories:
stinginess, faith
Form:
Alliteration
Oh, how my initiative has flustered,
for I assumed of years before we separate
I sigh through dear retirement of a beloved pastor.
What stinginess imposed no access to Fish Fries and the classes?
In retrospect, I think this showed the sum that I could pay.
Oh, how my initiative has flustered.
If in the face-to-face responsiveness, I could not be active,
During his parochial presence,I may have considered exchanging ideations within the electronic mail.
I sigh through dear retirement of a beloved pastor.
Ah, to attend the Conversational coffee, which followed early Wednesday masses,
I strongly desire that in temporal asset my mind provided doability in willing myself awake.
Oh, how my initiative has flustered.
Perhaps, my sleeping rhythm could truly mould to donut Sundays,
and not corporeal nourishment but interactions would satiate.
I sigh through dear retirement of a beloved pastor.
I drown in upset without the known legal right of correspondence.
The prospect of mutual familiarity would permit messages had I done the actions strengthen my regrets.
Oh, how my initiative has flustered.
I sigh through dear retirement of a beloved pastor.
Categories:
stinginess, angst, anxiety, depression, leaving,
Form:
Villanelle
Everyday as I walk down
The feeble passage
Across the center of poverty
Where it perfume gives
An awful smell
Voice echoes vulnerability
I cry helplessly with helplessness
I can view every episode of your
Struggle
I always suffer migraine
As fed up is my brain
As it worsen into brain drain
I cry very loud enough
My stomach wall crushes
My heart beat doubles it vibration
My retina retires its vision
Rage colours my eyes red
I feel like this world is not as fair
As the fairytales of the unconcerned
Citizens
Who always flip their channels
To watch this series each day
It seem to them a reality show
So they sit in their airy first class
Environment comfortably
Confirming their country has won
Crown of poverty
So they title her Queen
I would cry in shame if am to be their persona
I would keep mute my stinginess
Cos it smells really awful
Lifting your
Banners of ruthlessness in the sky
Distracting the oxygen of hopefulness
We will never kowtow to Your unconcerned attitudes
Cos our blood of hope and courage
Gives us the motivation
To dig deeper the grounds of gold The valley of diamonds
And the river of oil
We will never let our heads down
And we will never crumble
Our hands to your sighting
We will never give up
We will never give up
We will never give up
We will never give up
Till our wreckage hour hand
Strikes 12.
Categories:
stinginess, anger, care, confidence,
Form:
Free verse
The miser and the model
are a couple, you might say,
yet they don't speak to one another,
she treats him like a brother,
how to add a little romance
and excitement to their day?
He forgoes his prime obsession
and decides on a surprise
for his delectable companion
with such sadness in her eyes.
He promises forever,
no more secrets, no more lies.
As a miser he hoards money,
as a model she craves size,
so he gives up on his stinginess,
forks out three thousand dollars
to provide her with 'an extra lift,'
she gives her man a hug and kiss
'cos she is thrilled to bits!
Categories:
stinginess, love,
Form:
Rhyme
September 27 Scripture Meditations Based on Luke 1
Key Verse– Luke 1:53 He (God) hath filled the hungry with good things…
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR FILLING ME WITH GOOD THINGS
Thank You for filling me with good things, so great
Notwithstanding my unfaithfulness of slothfulness’ bait…
Please accept my sincere confession-repentance state
May I be humble in calling unto You, not late, but up-to-date.
Thank You for filling me with good things, so bountiful
Notwithstanding my prayerfulness, dreadfully awful…
Please forgive my offensive apathy that’s never useful
May I be submissive in surrendering unto You against being boastful.
Thank You for filling me with good things, so satisfying
Notwithstanding my discontentment I keep denying…
Please help my frequent unbelief to stop from lying
May I be restrained in complaining against You with my selfish vying.
Thank You for filling me with good things, so timely
Notwithstanding my impatience shown obviously…
Please uphold my wearying endurance to wait earnestly
May I be prompt in prioritizing You along Your will joyously.
Thank You for filling me with good things, so generous
Notwithstanding my complaints of which I’m conscious…
Please correct my stinginess for me to be magnanimous
May I be selfless in pleasing You with character that’s virtuous.
Thank You for filling me with good things, so beneficial
Notwithstanding my ignorance of sovereign plan I regard as circumstantial…
Please guide my determined decisiveness towards what’s essential
May I be compliant in following You toward truth-journey, heavenly special.
Thank You for filling me with good things, so profitable
Notwithstanding my inefficiency, proving that I’m incapable…
Please uphold my biblical conviction for it to be stable
May I be steadfast in clinging to You through Your love, always available.
September 27, 2022
Categories:
stinginess, blessing, christian, faith, god,
Form:
Rhyme
Why am I losing grip of reality? Tragedy cuts me like a knife
Trying with my might to believe…that peace will prevail
That God’s Rain can relieve the heartaches of life…and eventually, it will drown away the strife…
Ashes are floating in the sky…
The ashes of our love
The ashes of our love
I treasured it…
Now, I’m crowned with regret...blushing blue
Breaking bit by bit
Honestly, upset…I want the best for you
Reminded of the past when I should be the future
Tortured by the voices in my head
Tortured by the voices in my head
They whisper lies in my head
They whisper lies in my head
In the dead of night,
I feel like you are so far away from my reach
After a rainstorm, there is a rainbow
After a rainstorm, there is a rainbow
Easily led astray by the mindset of “I don’t care”
All I do is drift away…as the music scars my heart
I don’t see you, dreamily going along your way
My dream is to be the happiest guy…and make it in life
I’m going through yet another phase of yesterday
What’s worse – my soul is shattered cuz it’s brittle in your hands
Reminded of the past when I should be the future
Tortured by the voices in my head
Tortured by the voices in my head
They whisper lies in my head
They whisper lies in my head
In the dead of night,
I feel like you are so far away from my reach
After a rainstorm, there is a rainbow
After a rainstorm, there is a rainbow
Easily led astray by the mindset of “I don’t care”
All I do is drift away…as the music scars my heart
Its delicateness has transformed into this…miserable mess
Wipe the crimson from your lips and sift away your fury
Immediately, you and I stride away into the nostalgic night
Complexion has masked my desires for sonorous singing…quit your straying
Astonished by your magnificence…your mesmerizing
Conspicuously, you flatter me with your swaying…quiet yourself and keep on praying
Craving your stinging stinginess…I shudder, making up my mind quickly – your outlandish nature is hypnotizing
Disengage yourself from your pleasurable passions
And your misleading fashions…
Elated by your excitable exuberance
Solemn silence intensifies and time flies
Categories:
stinginess, beauty,
Form:
Free verse
His love is alive, a fire on the inside,
Leading me through troubles and strife,
Giving me directions with Him as guide,
Letting me know all I need for this life.
His love is new each day, a prayer often prayed,
Teaching me to give of myself, the inner wealth,
Reminding me that I’m a living testimony, conveyed,
Reassuring me that I will always overcome stealth.
His love is an opportunity to become generous,
Leaving stinginess to reach toward true charity,
Realizing that giving from a heart to overgenerous,
Knowing that I’ve been blessed with a sincerity.
His love is the welcome home from angel’s songs,
Attracting my heart and soul to heaven’s gate,
Inviting me to praise from where my heart belongs,
Igniting the feelings inside that tell me He is great.
His love is the answer to so many of my prayers,
Whispers of faith setting out toward new paths,
Gracing my home with feelings felt with tears,
Amending my worries and anxieties from wraths.
His love is that second chance when I’ve been lost,
Gently telling me I can make it when I’ve been down,
Encouraging me to give it my all and not to exhaust,
Inspiring me to push forward toward that crown.
His love is the blessing that lasts throughout it all,
Breathing words of insight and inspirational joys,
Picking me back up when despair causes me to fall,
Energizing my spirit with the wonder of great poise.
Categories:
stinginess, encouraging, faith, god, inspirational,
Form:
Rhyme
Ah! 'Life Stands And Delivers'
What about this!?
Rationalizing is in between stinginess and squandering
With respect to mediateness.
Bravery is in between cowering and recklessness
Tolerance is in between …
And so on.
Categories:
stinginess, wisdom,
Form:
Prose
The miser and the model
are a couple, you might say,
yet they don't speak to one another,
she treats him like a brother,
how to add a little romance
and excitement to their day?
He forgoes his prime obsession
and decides on a surprise
for his delectable companion
with such sadness in her eyes.
He promises forever,
no more secrets, no more lies.
As a miser he hoards money,
as a model she craves size,
so he gives up on his stinginess,
forks out three thousand dollars
to provide her with 'an extra lift,'
she gives her man a hug and kiss
for she is thrilled to bits!
Categories:
stinginess, giving,
Form:
Verse
My heart your pulling on a tow
With each mile it will grow
Closer and closer to you
Always seeing something new
You hooked me in from the moment
Your heart locked on mine and stole it
Driving me insane and wild
Nothing about this is mild
An adventure as we travel
There is never any hassle
That we put each other through
Driving forward we will do
Or give what we both need
With no stinginess or greed
Sharing days and nights together
Combing the love and pleasure
That we found since you first took
That caring and loving hook
Attaching my life to your own
With swift speed we both have flown
Into a love true and pure
I adore you more and more
Every minute we both share
You can drive me anywhere
Categories:
stinginess, love, relationship, romance, together,
Form:
Rhyme
The miser and the model
are a couple, you might say,
yet they don't speak to one another,
she treats him like a brother,
how to add a little romance
and excitement to their day?
He forgoes his prime obsession
and decides on a surprise
for his delectable companion
with such sadness in her eyes.
He promises forever
with no secrets and no lies.
As a miser he hoards money,
as a model she craves size,
so he gives up on his stinginess,
forks out three thousand dollars
to provide her with that extra lift,
such joy... the perfect prize!
Categories:
stinginess, humor,
Form:
Verse